Personally, I know what it is like to momentarily get caught up in thinking about the single life. Just tonight, I was trying to hold a conversation at a restaurant with family members who were in from out of town. My one-year-old though wasn’t in to the scene — so, one minute I was talking about book publishing and the next, I was trying to hold a squirmy toddler who insisted on banging the wine glass I had filled with milk and a straw. I can only imagine how hard that would have been with two other little ones!